The Daring Moth
I’m the Moth
You’re the flame
I’ve kept a distance
Through refrain
Afraid to enter-due to shame
You’ve glanced at me many a-time
But now you stare
I’m in your care
For moments long
You’ve held my hand
To show me Light
I follow you day and night
This yearning for you has reached great heights
To kiss your hand an eternal delight
For all these years not a day went by
Where my inner eye did not cry
Now it too is utterly dry
The outer eye seeks your sight
Thus I shall kiss your hand;
The hand of Light
The clouds of doubt gently clear
The sun shines through
Your rays feel near
Grace me more so I may plunge
Like the daring moth who made the lunge!